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further and further
Zhang Feng doesn't care about the former mayor of Yuguan City. Since Yuan Hongbing can move to such a position, there is naturally no problem with this position.
What he wondered was whether or not to remind Yu Mei that Yuan Hongbing went to Yuguan City to take up a post, and he would probably never return. In the memory of his previous life, the impression of the disaster was too deep, but what should I say? Saying it is a difficult problem, and even if you say it, there is no way to be believed, saying that you foresaw it in a dream? It’s not as if you are crazy. If you say it all right, then how to explain it will be a big trouble.
After struggling for a while, Zhang Feng finally restrained this impulse very sensibly. He did not show any abnormality in front of Yumei, and did not mention the terrifying explosion in his memory. After all, so far, this life There have been too many things that have deviated from the original trajectory. The deeper the participation, the greater the changes. Perhaps the sensational disaster will not happen in this life.
Yu Mei served the boiled soup, carefully put it in front of Zhang Feng, and said with a smile: "Drink all the soup, I stewed it specially."
Just after sniffing the diffuse aroma, Zhang Feng vaguely guessed what kind of soup it was, and couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Where did you get the recipe?"
Yu Mei smiled slightly, with a thin blush on her face: "I only learned this when I returned to Beijing. It is said to be very tonic. The ingredients are also specially selected from home. If the effect is good, I will bring more when I return to Beijing next time. come."
Zhang Feng's face was hot, and a thin layer of sweat came out on his forehead: "The ingredients brought from home?"
Yu Mei gave a soft "um" and said, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Her family is full of various supplements sent by others, and naturally there is no shortage of some high-end medicinal materials. Many of the things that can be bought are not seen in the market at all.
Zhang Feng stretched out his hand and wiped his forehead, and said with a dry smile: "Nothing is wrong, the soup is really authentic, and the ingredients are not to be said."
In fact, Zhang Feng was secretly crying in his heart at this moment. Yu Mei's words revealed the meaning. This soup was clearly learned at home, and even the ingredients were prepared by the family. What does this mean, let alone Ye Red, I'm afraid that Yu Bowen already knows what happened. Can Zhang Feng not be nervous? Although the result does not seem to be the worst from the current situation, how to deal with it in the future has become his heart disease.
If he could just marry Yu Mei home, then naturally there is no need to say. Zhang Feng is also willing in his heart, but he does not have so much confidence in himself. A Chen Huishan can make so many disputes, let alone Yu Mei. Well, his status is still too far apart, and more importantly, there are also the interests of the Yu family and the Yang family or the political group, which is not something he can mix.
Unable to guess the true intentions of Yu Mei’s family, Zhang Feng didn’t bother to bother about it. For him, what he can do at present is to resign himself to his fate. In fact, more depends on Yu Mei’s attitude. There is the development of the relationship between the Yu family and the Yang family. The situation of Yuan Hongbing and Yu Mei’s husband and wife is clearly understood by both Yu Bowen and his wife.
Zhang Feng even wondered, if Yuan Hongbing died this time in Yuguan City, maybe he and Yu Mei might really have a chance.
Although this thought is fleeting, it is undeniable that Zhang Feng is indeed a little moved, but this kind of thing is beyond his control.
After drinking a large nest of nourishing soup, Zhang Feng took a long sigh. In the evening when he was in the land of fish and rice, he didn’t eat a few mouthfuls at all, but he drank a lot of wine. I drank a few more glasses, but this time the wine was not serious, and my mind was very bright. From time to time, some weird thoughts would come to my mind, and I don't know where so many thoughts came from.
Turning his gaze to Yu Mei who was clearing the dining table, Zhang Feng was full of enthusiasm. They all said it was a new marriage. The two were separated for more than a week, but it felt that it was longer than they had not seen each other in the past few years. Every day, I can experience the taste of Wangchuanqiu Shui. If it weren't for Wu Na's business today, plus Yu Mei had to go to work in the afternoon, the two would be fighting in the daytime.
That is to say, Han Bingchun, Yang Baoliang and others were invited in the afternoon. Otherwise, Zhang Feng would not know how he had survived these hours in the afternoon.
Maybe it was a psychological effect, or Yu Mei’s nourishing soup worked. Zhang Feng only felt that a fire in his abdomen was constantly burning, and it was getting more and more vigorous, almost completely drowning him, his mind was strange. His thoughts became more and more, and his eyes became fierce, as if sticking to Mei's body. When Yu Mei was preparing to take a bath with a bathrobe, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Yu Mei panted slightly and lay on Zhang Feng’s chest, her limbs intertwined, sticking to Zhang Feng like an octopus, her forehead pressed against Zhang Feng’s temple, and her eyes blinked gently against Zhang Feng’s cheek. , Long eyelashes wriggled naughty back and forth on Zhang Feng’s face like a small brush. Zhang Feng couldn’t help but smile, and retracted his hand that was kneading the buttocks. He put his arms around Yu Mei’s smooth and greasy shoulders, and bowed his head. Mei gave a kiss on the forehead.
"What are you thinking about?" Yu Mei smiled, as if she was smeared with a halo on her delicate face, she was unspeakably charming, soft and smooth, her eyes were watery, as if she was about to sink Zhang Feng's whole body. As if going in: "Smoke? Just smoke if you want. The smell of tobacco is pretty good."
"Forget it," Zhang Feng stopped Yu Mei's jade hand holding the cigarette, stroked the smooth and greasy skin on the bed, and smiled: "What am I thinking about the child's name?" He ridiculed an excuse and turned away. Even though I knew that it was a bit out of place at this time, I couldn't help but, in my mind, there were still a few women who had slept with me in the memory of my previous life, but this life was very different.
Yu Mei was slightly dazed when she heard the words, and then a little ashamed: "What nonsense? Where's the kid?" After a pause, she scratched Zhang Feng's chest with her index finger and said: "If there are children, just The last name is Yu, how about you?"
This time it was Zhang Feng's turn for a moment: "Family name Yu?" Vaguely guessing Yu Mei's thoughts, he said with some uncertainty: "What does the family mean?"
Yu Mei groaned for a while and said: "Not really, but it's almost the same," she twisted her body slightly to make herself stick to the man more comfortably, put her cheek on the man's chest, and listened to the strong heartbeat. Yu Mei continued: "In fact, the family has already noticed the incident with Yuan Hongbing. Even if it doesn't happen between us, the family won't let this marriage last too long."
Zhang Feng gave an "um" but did not answer. He did not know the real thoughts and plans of the Yu Bowen and his wife, so he could not comment.
Yu Mei sighed softly and whispered: "This time I am back in Beijing, my mother told me a lot of things." Turning her head, her eyes focused on Zhang Feng's face for a moment, and then she put her chin on Zhang Feng. Feng said on his chest: "Originally, whether Yuan Hongbing or the Yang family would like it or not, it will be two years at the latest. If Yuan Hongbing and I have not made any progress, this marriage will be over. My father is ready to divorce me. Earlier."
Zhang Fengqi said: "Since you are ready for a divorce, why wait two years?"
Yu Mei smiled bitterly: "Before this, although Yuan Hongbing and I were just married couples, they were very peaceful and harmonious. If there were no accidents, this life would have passed so plainly, but now, "Yu Mei's eyes showed repeated happiness: "As long as I want, I can end this nominal marriage with Yuan Hongbing at any time. Those two years were left to me by my father, and I don't need it now."
Zhang Feng's heart moved upon hearing this: "Does that mean that this marriage can be ended at any time?"
Yu Mei said with an "um" and said: "This time in Beijing, I have already discussed divorce with Yuan Hongbing, but he did not agree. Because of the job assignment, it is time to change office immediately, so if I choose to divorce at this time, It is not good for him and for the Yang family, so he proposed to maintain the status quo for a while, considering the change of office next year, so he can only do this first."
Zhang Feng frowned and said, "Does the change of office next year have a lot to do with your divorce?"
Yu Mei chuckled and said: "How do you say it?" After a pause, she said with a serious expression: "There must be an impact on her father. Well, if there is no big accident, her father will enter the core level. , And it's still a very important position."
When Zhang Feng heard this, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He suddenly realized that reality has become farther away from the memory in his dream. Yu Bowen in the memory of his previous life has no chance to go so far. Don't talk about entering the core layer. At this time, he It was the time when he gradually faded out and disappeared from the political world, but now he has not faded out, but has to go further. Compared with the memory of the previous life, this difference is also too big.